Christmas Is In the Heart

I used to be insane about decorating for Christmas, it was a breeze. Santa, Mrs. Claus, Rudolph, Dasher and Dancer covered my house Gingerbread bedding and toilet seats were blinking Christmas trees had a Frosty the snowman light switch and a large nutcracker mouse. One day an illness came to call, and I discovered how to live without. I had to let some things slide, so Christmas decorating had to go. Was not happy at first, had a huge fit and more than one big pout. But being worn out has a way of changing priorities and so….. I told my married daughters to swing by and take their pick. One daughter refused to come, saying Christmas is not her thing. But the other two filled up a minivan and pick-up truck real quick. Christmas is in the heart, so the holiday still makes me want to sing. But now I have a fiber optic blinking light Christmas tree I love. She is not brought out merely on that week or even the month before. She has been blinking in our living room for three years now. A nightlight that reminds me daily of the Christ that I adore.